Isekai Kaeri no Ossan wa, Fusei Sukiru de Fathercon Musume-tachi o Tororori ni

Make a noise with Cancún and ascend the apartment stairs.

I still live alone.

That said, the part-time bill seems to roam the 100,000 yen table a month, so it's pretty tight.

My parents send me 30,000 yen every month, so I'm living with it.

Delivery.

Yes. I am embarrassed to be thirty-three this year, and I am receiving assistance from my parents.

When I went back to Japan, I said, "I want to be independent," and they offered.

According to my parents' perception, my son, who had been on hold for seventeen years, suddenly decided to reintegrate into society.

I guess I was tempted to support anything.

I appreciate it, but at the same time I feel very sorry for you.

I wish I was financially independent soon, but I'm sweet because I don't have the energy.

I can't help it. I want to die. I don't want to think about anything.

Abandoned. Less than human. Losers.

Unlock the apartment, repeating various curses in your brain.

This is my house.

This property is a twenty-seven year old borough residence and has nothing to do with anything but the low rent.

There's even a ghost noise going on these days, so there's no way to save it.

More importantly, even this leaning apartment is once younger than me.

Twenty-seven? If you're human, you're still young.

Seems to keep you away from inorganic objects, so I'm done too.

Oh, my God, I go into the room mocking myself.

Then a western girl, dressed in a blonde, clear costume, came running over from the veranda.

"Welcome back, brave man!

And I hugged him.

The soft feeling of mummy...... stops thinking for just a moment.

Then he returns to me immediately and leaves the room in a great panic.

What, now?

1. Ghost

2. Foreign burglars who have trespassed

3. Hallucinations

Well, I guess two. While I was gone, Japan was full of foreigners.

Convenience stores are as common as catacotto clerks.

... No, wait.

Over time, my head calms down a little bit.

Did you just call me the brave one? So you're an associate of the other world?

When I re-entered the dreaded room, the girl was waiting for me in the front seat.

"Congratulations, brave man! It's a clear offer, a clear offer!

I turn my attention to the self-proclaimed Clear Benefit Chan as I lock myself with my back hand.

Between the ages of fifteen and seventeen, she is a girl of all ages.

Young. Even though it makes me strangely restless, it's becoming super beautiful.

He has a deeper carved face than the Japanese, but not so much too thick.

A good look for Westerners and Orientals, common in different worlds.

I feel close to Eastern European or half.

But the overall pigment is even thinner than that of a pureblooded white man.

And golden hair cut together by the shoulder.

Emerald green eyes too.

White skin to soak.

All in this world, the transparency of an impossible dimension.

And while this is the most important thing.

I can see a lot of things because I put together a thin cloth.

Underwear?

Thanks to you, the body line, of course, figured it out.

Somehow, she was a well-developed daughter.

Although it is somewhat luxurious, certain areas are swollen up.

What an unbalanced way to grow up, perhaps a little over a hundred and fifty centimeters tall.

Uneven economic development. Developing countries that invested only in two domes. Dairy exporting powers.

One word after another comes to mind.

I wonder what you're thinking. What about me?

The blonde girl stood up completely when she was confused by the landlord's habits without even taking off her shoes.

Put your hand on that big chest and tell it out loud.

"My name is Angelica, and I am a holy witch.... You know that, right? This position"

I've heard of it. I was in the world over there, a goddess, to say the least.

But it's not just a clergy.

The harshness of the commandments was a little, no, quite beyond the limit.

Further above lifelong celibacy. Physically, they grow up completely cut off from men.

The baby chosen as the Holy Witch is separated from her parents as soon as she is born and trapped in a temple where only the woman resides.

All I can give you is what you wear and what you eat, made by a woman's hand.

Conversations with men are just never allowed.

It is believed that eventually he will have a life expectancy while preserving his purity, and that after his death he will serve as the samurai of the gods.

Dedicated to God, the ultimate virgin. That's the Holy Witch.

The person whose unicorn seemed to covet and rejoice gave me a hug and talked to the pepper.

You can call it an anomaly.

Well, at the time I was in Japan, things were wrong.

"Yeah. Yeah. That's right. You know what the brave man thinks. Today is the first time I've had a chat with a man."

"... are you serious"

"Men have a very low voice, don't they? It's like the billy air is trembling, it feels weird"

Funny to say - Angelica, who is supposed to be famous as the ultimate virgin, touches my belly and chest with pepper.

One said, "Wow, it's hard. Not like a girl at all!" Surprisingly, it feels like it further stirred up girls' school growth.

"... just explain it to me. I don't know what it is."

"Well, let's talk in order."

Then the movement tangled up in my arms is like a girl in a store at night. You look like an outsider.

Mr. Chacho, would you like a drink? It's cheap? What an atmosphere to say.

In contrast to that, Angelica is a child whose solidity is guaranteed.

Safe and secure. I don't think it will come to me.

Still, it's the guy's sad saga that makes me wary.

"I still asked the brave man to save the world, but how about sending it back to my hometown without any reward? The king and the chief clergyman also cared a great deal. That's what we've been discussing every day."

"How does that relate to you?"

"It's huge. I've had plenty of discussion, because they've come to the conclusion that they're going to give me a good biological daughter."

I'm the one with the right amount of equipment! and Angelica with her hands on her hips and her chest stretched.

Plump, and two swells shake.

I can't look at it for a second, so I think I'm turning a blind eye.

I mean, you, you're a living offering. Are you sure?

Are you convinced you're treating me like I'm old?

"... after a year, you've finally come to reward me"

"There you go. You have a history of how a brave man has led to the defeat of the Demon King. Isn't it something special? So, soon, it was like a hero of salvation and I couldn't recognize him."

"Sure, it's special."

"You've made a sacrifice, too. … what a voice it was to execute a brave man."

"Ungrateful people."

Ultimately, this is how I delivered my apology, so you know I'm grateful - and Angelica follows me.

I just don't have any experience with guys, and I'm unusually close to distance.

That's it, right?

A guy who doesn't have much chance of dealing with the opposite sex is either too close or too far away.

This kid is apparently like the former, and he hits areas that shouldn't stick together just now.

"... well, suppose you're a gift to me. What do you mean it's a dedication...?

"And, okay?

"So I was wondering if it's like being just a servant or if it means taking care of something else more. You have a choice."

"Ah."

As soon as I did, Angelica came to me with a flirtatious grin.

Two people at the shoe stripper, make a noise and fall in.

"Of course, that's what I mean. Dear brave Kaiske."

"What do you mean...? Why did you just call me that?

"Because I wanted to call you"

The unique, sweet smell of a young girl tickles her nostrils.

I can't tell if it's body odor, perfume or shampoo, that mellow scent.

No, because there's no shampoo in the other world, is that soap?

I don't care who the smell is, but what am I discussing?

Even me when I'm snuggled up to this point, he seems rational.

That's right, that's why I have to think about something that doesn't matter, distractions.

Angelica whispers in a mixed breath when I'm bumping into her by myself.

Ha, and a hot breath on my face.

"From today on, I'm your wife, brave man."